Hail, O fair Sirmio, in thy lord rejoice:And ye, O' waves of Lybian Lake be glad,And laugh what laughter pealeth in my home. CRAVING IPSITHILLA'S LAST FAVOURSILL love my Ipsithilla sweetest,My desires and my Wit the meetest,So bid me join thy nap o' noon!Then (after bidding) add the boonUndraw thy threshold-bolt none dare,Lest thou be led afar to fare;Nay bide at home, for us prepareNine-fold continuous love-delights.But aught do thou to hurry things,For dinner-full I lie aback,And gown and tunic through I crack.
ON THE VIBENNII-BATH-THIEVESOH, best of robbers who in Baths delight, Vibennius, sire and son, the Ingle hight,(For that the father's hand be fouler oneAnd with his anus greedier is the Son)Why not to banishment and evil hoursHaste ye, when all the parent's plundering powers